Chapter 282 How Is the Leader?

After three o'clock in the morning, Camille sat in front of the stove knitting a sweater.

Perhaps because she was upset, she always made wrong stitches and made mistakes one after another when back stitching. Soon the sweater was tied into a knot. She simply threw the sweater aside and sat on the chair staring at the flames in a daze.

Camille has been having trouble sleeping and eating recently.

Every time she goes out to buy groceries or chats with neighbors, she always hears words such as "Only Charles can save the Dardanelles" and "If Charles is in command, it will be fine."

The neighbors may have taken this as a compliment and recognition of Ciel's abilities, but Camille knew that this idea could push Ciel into the battlefield.

So she always behaves very excited:

"No, Charles has never been to the seaside. He knows nothing about the navy, and of course he cannot command the battle in the Dardanelles!"

"He has never even been on a warship. I'm pretty sure he will only command on land."

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Once, Camille, who had an easy-going personality, had a quarrel with Aunt Carla.

At that time, Aunt Carla said: "God, there are thousands of casualties every day. If Charles was there, this would definitely not happen!"

Camille suddenly collapsed. She yelled at Aunt Carla: "This is not Charles's fault. Why does everyone think Charles can do anything?"

Camille believes that it might be a good thing if Ciel didn't have these abilities, so that he wouldn't be in this situation.

But when he thought about it, Kamil felt something was wrong. Without these skills, he would probably have gone to the battlefield as an infantryman, which seemed more dangerous.

At this time, Camille heard cheers coming from outside. Camille got up in confusion and stood at the window to look outside. She saw the neighbors chatting excitedly, as if they had something happy to do.

Camille was overjoyed, had she won the battle?

This was indeed cause for celebration, if they could win the war the charr would not have to go to war.

However……

Emma, ​​a neighbor, ran over. She saw Camille standing in front of the window and her steps slowed down unconsciously.

"Mrs. Bernard." Emma looked a little weird and asked hesitantly: "Have you heard about it?"

"What did you hear?" Camille asked.

"I'm not sure if it's true." Emma seemed to regret a little, but she still replied: "I heard that Charles took the initiative to go to the battlefield, and General Galieni announced the news in Parliament."

"No, this is impossible!" Camille's face turned pale instantly.

After being stunned for a moment, she turned around and ran to the phone and dialed the number of the tractor factory.

Just when she asked, Djoka appeared at the door with a look of helplessness on his face.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Camille turned around and asked Djoka: "This is not true. Charles would not make such a stupid decision."

Djoka said nothing, so Camille knew the answer.

Camille's face turned pale. She grabbed her hat and scarf from the hanger and walked out the door.

"Wait." Djoka chased after him: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Charles." Camille said firmly: "There must be some reason for this. He must have been deceived..."

"He may be studying how to fight this battle." Djoka advised: "It seems like it's not the right time for you to go!"

Camille was stunned and didn't move for a long time, looking at Paris from a distance like a statue.

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Charles actually had a holiday, and Gallieni gave him three days off.

But Charles refused: "It makes no sense, General."

Gallieni nodded and replied: "Pretend I didn't say anything."

He thought that Charles needed more time to prepare, but in fact, Charles didn't know how to explain it to Camille and Djoka.

Ciel could only devote himself wholeheartedly to the upcoming war, after all, his life was at stake.

Just as Charles thought, the landing operation was difficult.

The vast majority of the participating troops were colonial troops and the British Anzac Corps. Only the 29th Division was a native army.

France's Afrika Korps so far have all departed from Port Said, Egypt.

Everyone thought that the British native army should fight better than the colonial army because they had better equipment, more naval gun cover, and more adequate training.

However, the reality is exactly the opposite.

The Anzacs fought resolutely, and although they suffered heavy casualties, they finally succeeded in landing and blocking the Ottoman counterattack.

As for the British 29th Division, the five beaches they were responsible for landing on were either slow to move and missed fighter planes, or failed to successfully land after suffering heavy casualties.

In the battle on V Beach, the 1st Royal Dublin Fusiliers of the British Army even tended to be defeated. The commander of the 88th Brigade personally went into battle but was killed during the second landing.

Their opponents, the Ottomans stationed on the coastline, only had an infantry company of 400 to 500 people.

Gallieni specifically put these two battle cases in front of Charles and asked: "Do you have anything to say?"

Charles looked at Gallieni with a confused face. He didn't quite understand what Gallieni meant.

"In the landing battle, perhaps the French offensive theory was correct." Gallieni pointed to the document and explained: "The ANZAC has a tenacious fighting spirit. After they successfully landed, they immediately expanded the battlefield and launched an attack on the enemy. This is Its subsequent landing troops secured landing space."

Then he pointed to the combat documents of the British 29th Division: "On the contrary, the British were timid and did not dare to attack even if they successfully landed. Although all conditions were better than those of the ANZAC and they faced far fewer enemies, their performance was But it’s disappointing.”

Charles smiled but said nothing.

Gallieni was worried that he would fall into a trap because he had never commanded a landing operation.

On the other hand, Charles had always defeated his opponents by relying on his equipment advantage, at least on the surface.

Then Charles' command style was more like the well-equipped British army.

What Gallieni didn't know was that the British were indeed better equipped than the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps, but they were still using the wrong equipment.

Charles's was completely different.

At this time, Tijani ran down the stairs into the Operations Department, standing in front of Charles and panting, "Colonel, I heard that you are going to reinforce the Dardanelles?"

Charles said "hmm" and continued to look at the documents in his hand.

"Take me with you!" Tijani's eyes were full of expectation: "I can do anything, I can be a battalion commander, or even a company commander..."

Charles glanced at Tijani's military rank: "It doesn't seem appropriate to let a major general be a battalion commander."

"Don't worry about it." Tijani smiled: "How about letting me be a staff officer!"

"I am a staff officer." Charles refused very straightforwardly: "Staff officers don't seem to need staff officers."

"Then..." Tijani said with a bitter face: "Let me command logistics, or ships, I know something about this."

Charles turned sideways to Tijani: "If you need it, how about a regiment commander?"

"Regiment... Regiment Commander?" Tijani was stunned.